Like Elvis,
like everyone
We all die,
we all live on
In photos,
in paperbacks
It's vlogging,
we're coming back
Mother Mary,
over,
over Mother Mary,
over,
over me
We
don't ask,
we understand We throw out
all we can
We rob the markets We rob from racks if we're really lucky
We're coming back Mother Mary,
over,
over
Mother Mary,
over me
We're coming back Mother Mary,
over,
over
Mother Mary, over,
over Mother Mary, over,
over
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